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California Maybe

from Host by Fialta

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Citrine, sage, amethyst, and jade
Pulled my card and told me what it said
We were all caught up, secret crimes
Everybody’s got to sin sometimes

As for me, babe, I can’t recall
When I'd trade my body for a soul?
I was bored in church, sowing my seeds
Didn’t really want you touching me

You, and me, planning for a feast
I gotta say, I still don’t know what’s true

We were kids in the 80s
Said the prayer, it’s the last you heard from us
Watch those tables turn
Just a 'California Maybe'
Making plans when we’re never sure of them
Watch those fires burn

You are free, finally livin' clean
Saw that watch-hand spinning in your dream
We were all grown up, running that race
Everything was in its proper place

Now it’s late, and David’s losing steam
Can’t decide the detail or the theme
And we’re all fed up, tryin’ to save face
Everybody needs a touch of grace

You and me, plotting for a siege
I gotta say, still don’t know what’s true.

We were kids in the 80s
Said the prayer, it’s the last you heard from us
Watch those tables turn
Just a California Maybe
Taking vows when we’re never sure of them
Watch those fires burn

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from Host, released December 18, 2020

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Fialta San Luis Obispo, California

We are David, Beth, Mike and Sarah --four best friends making pop music in California.

New album out Jan 1st, 2021!

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